Payloads, pay loads
Your own brain betrays
A redhead atop a white horse braying
“This shrew must be tamed.”
Masons in the Navy
Surgical tray, strange stuff in the syringe called brain gravy
Trained to be an assassin, a sleeper agent for the CIA
Your mind unwillingly changed, unable to sleep after our brief exchange
A week away but you can’t wait, you’d do anything: climb the gate
Chained, paraded chained, we are made illuminati slaves.
Alchemisland 
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